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Float through East Atlanta getting dirty step like this my city
Came way from BR all by myself I just got Amber with me 
I just twist a wood

Mack shit
And I'd go for fucking hours yeah nobody matched it
And I ain't gonna lie yeah this shit took some practice
Yeah I'm 10k hours in no cap shit

north star's navigation
I'm off kilter I need space I'm twisted
This is no Keith Sweat but it's misting
Over you reminiscing bout a missed mission Pete

the hand when I link bitches I can't trust hoes
 
We don't go on missions with high points we don't trust those
Ain't gotta say no names but when we hit em

like a celebration
I keep it a 100, I go pay a junkie
Put them on a mission, they dedicated
This pressure look here
I know they won't taste it
I'm

fin de mission
L'heure tourne, tous les cinq pas
J'me couche, j'vois qu'les trains passent
Chevaliers dans la croisade
On veut tous le saint-graal

ridin', that's for life

Now we ridin' on these bitches
Ain't no mercy in my eyes
With the Rydas by my
Side, screamin', "Die, motherfucker
Die!"
Never

of all
I grab the two-by-four and landlord you
Shit, that's when I pop up in
Your room and board you
To all the rappers I should be working with
Sorry, I

be playing with the honey's but
I never touch the pot no trickery no bribes
I don't need that in my life
I'm a man on a mission
If these suckas wanna

den Boden, wichser
Block-Kids, die ich auf Mission schicke
Mit automatischen Kanonen
Silber-Chrom-Glitzern
Patronen groß und dick wie
Die Finger von

scene in Belly
Like let 'em in though, black Timbs
Leather trench coat mac 10, let the clip go
Half where I send those
What happened? Niggas been broke

Stalaktiten
Stöße in Schädeldecken, 1
000 Dezibel auf Beats by Dre
Ich versprech' euch die Wende
Der Rosenheimer bleibt am Boden
Keine Sorge, so leicht wird man

Killing booths like cellphones (I got it)
'Cause everything ain’t what is seems
It ain’t just him it takes a team
At the ten headed to the zone in his mug

selling
As a juvenile, was a delinquent, niggas was telling
Snitching that's why a couple of my niggas is felons,
Switched up the mission, got to have my

beef we taking trips
I can't call them opps, lad we beefing flops
I got friends, looking at 10, you watched yours getting put in a box (put in a box)

those gangsters
I'm allergic to those bullets
They say Sho be a rapper or a hooper
In Golden State, I'm a warrior surrounded by those shooters
Dad

Lunch Time Cypher

Hopsin

Knock Madness

2013

heat is serving a hot meal
Since I was young, been on a mission to make dough
And put all my niggas on like this shit was a slave boat
So tell me why

Star 6

Scapegoat Wax

Okeeblow

2001

I didn't know what to say
I damn near wanted to cry

He said, "Who do you think you are
To judge on the way I look?
I want you to know I'm ten years

gotta ask if my killy gon' complete the mission, he dead if he catch 'em (boom, boom, boom)
.762s, .556s, 308, he on a stretcher
By myself, I'll spin in

Running through the crop, no, we never stop
I've been on 10 for a minute
I stand on my business, LeBron with his kicks
We do it like this
And by the time

down to competition Nigga said he Shoot but he missin
So I hop on tracks and steady dissin' Now I'm on a Mission
Shoot fuck a  past, I'm never dissin'

Fallon
Ballin' like KG, Paul Pierce, Ray Allen
Really been thuggin' with X since Malcolm
And Hood came in with the bird like a falcon
Stay with

I'm lone wolf, gunslinger baby that's the mission,
Know you see me work my fingers to the chrome shorty you trippin,
I can't sleep at night I know you

to the pavement.
Watch the smoke clear ‘cause the fire was blazin’.
Know a couple fake people but I’m not namin’.
Got big dreams so I’m on a money mission,
Want